@EdBoatConnoisseur @WashedOutGundamPilot I also think that environment really fucked with puberty. I knew other kids could sneak into their parents house with their gf, they'd brag about it. I wouldn't dare let anyone from school see my house because I was sharing bunks with siblings, and being poor meant that everyone hoarded what they owned. Total mess everywhere, I'm one of two kids total who shook those habits.
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veff :trash: (veff@poa.st)'s status on Saturday, 10-Aug-2024 13:13:18 JST veff :trash: - Woggy's Zeonic Frolicks likes this.
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Woggy's Zeonic Frolicks (washedoutgundampilot@poa.st)'s status on Saturday, 10-Aug-2024 13:13:17 JST Woggy's Zeonic Frolicks @veff @EdBoatConnoisseur That's my dad's life, so he tried to do the opposite, even with the stuff. We got good at not being TOO attached to things since we didn't have to fight for it. Within the family we're fairly communist, most of our stuff is pooled, because we had that scarcity to fight off.
My parents had a good understanding of the push and pull. He didn't want me to be a virgin, I had to play the game and hide girls, and he'd play dumb and act like we were just watching movies in a sleeping bag out back
We thankfully lived in a white area, so we had lots of room to play. Used to just roam around and loiter, then we got cars, so we'd go make out in parks and be cringe teens wherever. It was a great life. Sad my kids won't have the same
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veff :trash: (veff@poa.st)'s status on Saturday, 10-Aug-2024 13:23:36 JST veff :trash: @WashedOutGundamPilot @EdBoatConnoisseur See that's the way to do it. Every possession I own can fit into two suitcases. And personal cars are a big W, I only got one this year because my parents would never retire if they had to pay for another car's insurance.
I'm getting there, just a... 5-8 year late bloomer?
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Woggy's Zeonic Frolicks (washedoutgundampilot@poa.st)'s status on Saturday, 10-Aug-2024 13:23:36 JST Woggy's Zeonic Frolicks @veff @EdBoatConnoisseur You'll get there, I believe in you. Growing up it was a weakness of mine to jealously guard me & mine. I hated sharing, hated the way it made me feel. IDK if I grew out of it or brainwashed myself into being the opposite. I'm still pretty materialistic, I guess, but I'm happy if my cool treasures are left in the hands of someone who appreciates them.
Once you get comfortable then you can indulge in the fun of helping out others. It feels good to give people you love things, to make them happy with something you both like. It's class, and it's pretty expensive at times being the guy to say "oh you like it? Take it, I mean it, I'm happy you'll appreciate it, don't worry I got more"
I've been on the recieving end of that grace, I want to be on the giving end to help out the good people left.